Omniferum

As am I, elder. The joy of teaching a moment without selfishly fearing that person to take all that you know and abandon you is strong in a lot of people.

To my mind it is a lack of spiritual or inclusive narrative for a people. Too many souls screaming, "Why is my preferred salvation story not happening sooner?" Or, probably worse, "Why would it ever happen to I?"

Thank you for being my teacher-neighbor. Aboriginals just talk funny to westerners is all. For us language is about healing and any words of kindness from a person of years gifts me hope.

You have earned your years :)

May the ones moving forward be warm.

In this moment, as per my own customs, I defer to you as the elder of my moments.

We live to teach so that we may enjoy the inspections that left us greater than before, and the greatest teacher asks for no name save for seeing their ways of teaching continue.

Do I gift you that moment, elder? If the construct confuses you then please forgive me, for I am the eldest of my youngest... and for that, I am sorry.